As soon as I reached the tip I opened my mouth and wrapped it around the head of his cock. I gave it a nice hard suck, letting him feel the warmth of ...y mouth. As his cock built up some lube thanks to my saliva, I worked deeper and deeper, slowly sucking every inch that I could.He let out a long, low moan. I ran my hands up his body and back down to his cock. I slowly jerked him and asked "Do you like how my mouth feels?" As if I had to ask, he was lounging on the bleachers, legs spread open, I. Why stop at just one? There were bound to be many others. Alexis Chatris was looking for bastards, plural. Not in the technical sense. She didn't care if she found someone who had parents that were married or not. No, no. She wanted the other kind of bastard: the kind that took advantage of other people, especially in the sexual way. Why limit myself to those? She asked herself. There are plenty of other kinds of bastards: racists, homophobes, financial cheats, the Old Men of the Texas. It’s me.”I tried to move close to the rock so he couldn’t see all of me. Bobby was quickly gathering his clothes. He was lucky to have left them on this side of the rock.“Boy, you get your clothes and get out of here.”Bobby didn’t even stop to get dressed. He scooped up his clothes and ran off. I was there alone with Mr. Williams. Worst of all I was completely naked and covered with Bobby’s semen.None of the kids liked Mr. Williams. Not many of the older folks cared for him either. He was kind. "Would you like to hear how I lost my virginity?" I gave her an enthusiastic yes. There was a guy in his twenties, she began, who showed up one summer and lived next door. I had noticed from my bedroom window that he went to the family hot tub each evening. One day I saw him jacking off and it made me crazy. I masturbated all night long...probably came twenty times. The next night I saw him going out to the tub. My lust time was at its peak. I put on my swim suit and raced onto the deck behind.